2. Sometimes, just as I am about to fall asleep, deep, rattling, Darth Vader-esque breathing startles me awake. And then I realize it's my breathing that's got me wondering if a corrupted Anakin Skywalker is sitting on my pillow, and I laugh myself to sleep.
3. I have been watching and re-watching an Instagram friend’s video of her 3-year old daughter this week. In the video, the little girl is singing a song I learned as a kid about the dangers of being too busy (“Busy, busy, I’m dreadfully busy!”). The lyrics must have gotten lost in translation though, because instead of being “dreadfully busy,” she is “rectally dizzy.”
4. This evening I leaned back in my anti-gravity chair and watched the clouds streak their way across a cerulean sky. They were wispy, chalky, pearly, shifty things. As I laid there, I was keenly aware that God was watching them mosey lazily across the sky with me. And then I realized that, since I've been feeling healthy, I don't watch the clouds mosey nearly enough. Oh how quickly I forget what's important.
5. If you do not have an anti-gravity chair you need one. It will change your life. That and peanut butter pie. But if you had to choose one, I'd say go with the anti-gravity chair.
I am hoping it lives up to its name and is not only crazily comfortable, but also works magic on my recently-forming wrinkles...
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